Ray Gun
I took out my ray gun
and began zapping
The wordless power of light
would annihilate demons
How else to subdue
the approaching hoard?
I had faith in the word
but it was weak
I couldn’t recall
when it didn’t exist
The animals gave hints of it
but they were vanishing
gone or in zoos
like some of our forbears
My fingers
would trigger the light
Its power would do it
I was told
But the ray gun was gone
and I couldn’t find it
My inspiration continued
nevertheless
The apparatus of my
body required it
saying nothing
Breathing in
Breathing out